I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 210: Zhao Chenwu’s choice

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Inner circle radiation removal is nearing completion.

The survivors who settled in the 6th block reacted very flatly to the sudden and rapid civil war, and the nomads who passed by this place remained calm.

The newly rising forces have stabilized the chaotic situation with the thunder.

Except for the ten high people who moved their farts and stocks, for most people living in the outer circle, life has not changed much.

As for death.

Every day, people die on the waste.

"I always thought that my eyes were correct, but I didn't expect to look away." Zhao Chenwu sighed and sat across Jiang Chen.

"Do you regret it?" Jiang Chen asked with a smile.

Zhao Chenwu is silent.

Jian Chen didn't care about seeing him not talking, but reached out and poured himself a cup of hot water.

Next, he took out a small plastic bag from his pocket, tore it open slowly, and slowly poured the delicate brown powder into the steaming teacup.

Looking at the dark brown solution, Zhao Chenwu widened his eyes and swallowed unconsciously.

"In our case, call it coffee."

"Of course I know." Zhao Chenwu's voice was a little quick.

"Do you regret it now?" Jiang Chen laughed.

Zhao Chenwu looked at Jiang Chen puzzledly. He didn't understand what Jiang Chen meant.

Seeing the expression on Zhao Chenwu's face, Jiang Chen smiled, and then took out another good thing.

The white square fell into the fragrant coffee under Zhao Chenwu's round eyes.

"You have a lot of good things." Zhao Chenwu said hardly.

"Yes." Jiang Chen shrugged and said easily, "I didn't dare to take out some things before, but now I don't have so many concerns."

"Are you really just an agent?" Zhao Chenwu smiled bitterly.

"You are the second person to ask this question ... But what I want to say is that it does n’t matter what I am. The important thing is that as long as you do things for me, I will provide them You. "Jiang Chen said with a smile.

"Provided to me?" Zhao Chenwu was stunned and looked at Jiang Chen incredulously.

"Yes," Jiang Chen said simply. "Food, sugar, coffee, tea, and other similar things. I will provide you with a batch of goods every month, and you are responsible for selling these things for me." The right to manage the food business is all in your hands. I will not intervene in your business. I will only send some people to help you deal with the matters in the accounts. "

"I don't understand, these things will be very popular in any corner of the waste. Why would you let me do it?" Zhao Chenwu puzzled.

"Because I am very optimistic about your ability, I hope to see my products appear in every corner of the waste."

Wen Yan, Zhao Chenwu's complexion can't help but become weird, and then a slightly playful smile appears.

"Unexpectedly, we were still a cooperative relationship not long ago, and now I have become your man."

"It depends on how you understand it. As long as you keep 'calm', then the Zhao Group is still yours. The meaning of 'yoke' exists only to prevent similar things from happening again. The relationship between us, You can still be understood as cooperation, and it is a closer cooperation than before. "Jiang Chen smiled.

Zhao Chenwu was stunned for a while, and then he laughed, then extended his hand.

"Then wish us a happy cooperation."

Holding his hand, Jiang Chen smiled.

"Happy cooperation."

The specific matters of the food trade are soon finalized. The fish bones are responsible for the supply, and the Zhao Group is responsible for preparing the caravan, transporting the goods to all corners of the waste soil, and then bringing back other commodities or sub-crystals.

The income is 30%, Zhao Group accounts for 30%, and Jiang Chen accounts for 70%. At present, the scope of trade is tentatively expanded to the neighboring cities of Suzhou and Hangzhou, which will be officially launched in spring next year.

With an electronic contract, Zhao Chenwu left Jiang Chen's office with all the wind.

Fan Cheng, who was waiting at the door, was relieved to see the expression on his colleague's face.

It seems that this Jiang Chen should not be difficult to talk about, otherwise the expression on Zhao Chenwu's face will not be so pleasant.

Thinking secretly, the fat man knocked on the door of the office, then pushed the door and went in.

Sitting across from Jiang Chen, Fan Cheng hesitated for a moment and whispered in a whisper.

"I do n’t know why Marshal is looking for me?"

Although Jiang Chen did not take action on their industry, and even gave them a lot of benefits, no one felt relaxed about it.

The reason is simple, because they have the chip implanted in their back necks.

Now that the situation has just stabilized, Jiang Chen has not shot their money bags. But in the future? Unsurprisingly, he will not wait until the situation has stabilized, and he will take away the sub-crystals and factories from their hands by boiling frogs with warm water, and then dispose of them.

That stuff was originally intended for slaves, and the person wearing it had no ability to resist.

No one of these big lawmakers thought that this thing would be used on themselves someday.

"Don't be so nervous. Let's have a cup of coffee first?" Jiang Chen smiled gently, made a cup of coffee for him, and made an easy gesture.

Looking at the coffee in front of him, the expression on Fan Cheng's face was more splendid than that of Zhao Chenwu, and his wide eyes almost burst out.

The hand holding the cup was trembling, and he excitedly lifted the cup to his mouth and took a sip.

The long-lost smell.

"I understand why Zhao Chenwu was so excited when he went out." Fan Cheng sighed and suddenly smiled bitterly.

Looking to the Zhao Group ’s long-term cooperation with the Fishbone Base, there are farts and stocks to know, and the two sides must have reached a certain cooperation agreement.

For example, this cup of coffee in front of me.

"Haha, I believe you will be more excited than him when you go out." Jiang Chen laughed.

Fan Cheng ’s face was full of shock, and he stood up straight, but then shrank back with a smile.

"It is certainly not a food business. It is far less of a monopoly to get two food vendors to compete with each other to lower prices."

Jiang Chen smiled and took a sip of his coffee.

"Although it is not a food business, the profit is not lower than the food business."

After hearing the words, Fan Cheng showed an expression of interest on his face.

"Oh? What is the business?"

"The task of rebuilding the inner circle of the Sixth Street District, I am ready to hand in all the contract for you to do." Jiang Chen gently dropped the bombshell.

Fan Cheng's eyes widened and he looked at Jiang Chen incredulously.

"All?"

"Why, don't you have confidence?" Jiang Chen smiled.

"That would require a lot of money ..." Fan Cheng said hardly.

"Relax, engineering money is indispensable to you." Jiang Chen put down his cup and crossed his fingers on the table. "The buildings damaged in the Civil War will be paid by the assets of the Crimson Chamber of Commerce in the sixth block, totaling 1.5 million Yajing. According to the progress of the project, 10% of the project will be paid for every 10% completed. "

"Deal!"

Fan Cheng replied without hesitation, the nervous expression seemed to be afraid of Jiang Chen's regret.

Jiang Chen smiled without taking any notice, and directly took out the electronic contract.

After carefully confirming the content of the contract, Fan Cheng pressed his fingerprint on it.

"Honestly, I am confused." After accepting the contract, Fan Cheng could not help but whisper.

"Where is it confused?" Jiang Chen leaned back in his chair and said in a relaxed manner.

After hesitating for a while, Fan Cheng still opened his head with his head down.

"If I am in power, I will confiscate the property of all other parliamentarians."

“So it ’s a bit difficult for you businessmen to sit at a table and rule this area for so long. You will be honest as businessmen in the future.”

"Don't you love money?" Fan Cheng smiled bitterly.

Just after the words came out, Jiang Chen suddenly laughed in his surprised eyes.

"The entire sixth block is already mine, so in whose pocket is Yajing in the sixth block, is there any difference to me?"

History has proven countless times that it is better to put this thing in the hands of the "organization" of the enterprise or in the hands of the individual.

Compared to being a wealthy slave hoarding Yajing, Jiang Chen is more willing to split out these small profits.

This is not just a way to envelop people.

More importantly, driven by interests, these ambitious businessmen will naturally open up territory for him. (To be continued.)